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Chapter 15

I thought I died when I heard their foot steps coming toward the car. I wasn't even all the way dressed yet! My shirt was halfway over my head, and I only had one leg back into my guy jeans! My shoes weren't even tied!

I panicked. I fumbled with my clothes so loudly I was almost positive that they heard it outside. After yanking down my shirt, which gave me a headache since it pulled violently on my exposed hair, I sloppily slipped my jeans all the way on. I didn't bother with my shoes. They weren't that important.

"Hang on guys...I want to get my camera. You know, for a picture." a male voice said hesitaintly.

I yelped in surprise as the door was opened, and threw myself down on the seat to be out of sight from the driver's side. My hands wondered quickly over the bottom of the car looking for my hat.

"Phew. At least your dressed. I was scared I was going to see something I didn't want to see." Kiba whispered as he peered over the seat.

I sighed in emmense relief, and even teased him. "Ah, come on Kiba. I don't look that bad do I?"

He grinned and a chuckle escaped his lips. I smiled back as I plopped my hat on my hand that I hand found under the seat.

"So are you ready?" he asked after my hat was settled.

"Um. Hang on, let me put these clothes back." I clutched the Hinata's clothes in my hand. "Umm, Kiba? Do you think they'll notice that the tags are gone, and they are worn in a bit. And the scent?"

He stared a minute at the clothes, then shook his head. "Nah. Hinata's never going to wear that stuff anyway, and Sakura won't even think about it for awile."

I nodded. "Alright. I'm done." I announced in a whisper as I put the folded clothes back in Hinata's duffel bag.

"Ok. Just sit tight."

Kiba made a show of digging through the car's consoles as he pretended to look for the camera that was not even present. I took that time to tie my shoelaces up so I wouldn't brake my neck when we got back to the school. Kami only knows thats just what I want and need. Geez.

"Sorry guys, I guess I forgot it in my room. Come on let's go." he said as he stuck his head out of the car and gestured toward the others.

"Then why did you spend so damn long looking for it in the car?" Temari grumbled as she walked past him to get into the vehicle.

"Troublesome." Shikamaru muttered as he slid in beside me.

I didn't know if he was referring to Temari, or having to sit by me. Could be both though.

"Wait! We don't have Mat! Where did he go anyway?" Naruto asked as he got in next to Shikamaru. "He just disappeared."

"He's right here Naruto." Shikamaru sighed as he jabbed his thumb at me. I grinned at Naruto and gave an innocent wave.

"Mat?! When did you - "

"Enough questions Naruto. He probably just got tired and wanted to sleep." Kiba cut the blonde off. His voice a bit nervous.

"But, weren't you the one that planned this in the first place?" Naruto's bright blue eyes shined with his confusion.

"Uh...yeah. The stress of school catching up to me I guess." I replied nervously as I rubbed the back of my head with my hand.

"Oh. Okay then." he said in a far away voice as his attention shifted to the pink-haired beauty that promptly placed herself on his lap. "Sakura?" he questioned, his voice rising a few octaves.

My face went red as I held in the fit of giggles that bubbled to my lips. But silently thanked the pinkette for diverting the blonde's attention.

"What? We needed more room." she replied.

"Fine by me." he grinned sloppily at her. She flicked his forehead with her pointer finger with a teasing grin.

The door at my left opened, and as I glanced over to see who would be sitting next to me, my heart stopped beating. My lungs froze up, and my intake of oxygen stopped. My entire body seemed to shutdown.

Gaara placed himself quietly beside me, and leaned his body against the closed door. The moon shone on his face, and his pale skin looked so soft, and his red tresses that spiked in a disarray around his face looked like crimson silk.

My body picked up in overdrive, and I swung my head to face the indigo hair of Hinata and the brown bun-tied hair of Tenten who sat in the middle of the front seat. My face felt hot, and I couldn't even begin to fight away the blush. My heart beat against my ribs painfully, and I realized I had stopped breathing.

Taking in a shaky gasp, I felt Shikamaru glance at me. Gaara stayed facing out the window.

"Okay, we ready? Everyone here?" Kiba asked as he glanced over his shoulder at everyone piled into the car.

"Yep. Lets go home fang-boy." Kankurou grinned from his place on the passenger side.

"Yes please! I'm so tired." Temari said from the window at my right.

We drove for a while in silence, well, besides the radio bursting out random songs that everyone seemed to know the words to. Escpecially Naruto since he began to sing every time something new came on.

I was silently enjoying the ride. Keeping myself distracted, so as not to look at the figure at my side. Which was proving to be more diffucult than it should. If only he knew how he affected me, I could swear he did this on purpose.

I didn't notice Shikamaru leaning toward me until he whispered in my ear. I gave a slight jump and glanced at him. His dark eyes looked bored, but serious. I inclined my head toward him, to hear what he had to say.

"You know, with your hair sticking out in the back like that, It's beyond obvious what your hiding... Matsuri." he spoke in barely above a whisper, but I heard it none the less. My blood ran cold.

I knew that he knew. It just seemed to have more affect if he spoke it out loud like that. Added to the shock. Escpecially since he knew my name. He was a genious, I'd give him that. But that wasn't going to stop me from cornering him once we got back to the dorms.

Quickly, and without drawing attention, I reached up and adjusted my hair into my hat. I shot a glance at Shikamaru, but he was already resting his head on the cushion behind his head.

I sighed and followed his example.

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The rest of the ride was uneventful and I was relieved once we got back to the dorms. Finally, I could breath.

But I didn't get much time for rest as I hung back from the group and worked on trying to catch Kiba's eye. We needed a little meeting.

Damn it! Why was he so absorbed in looking at Hinata! Hello! Dog-boy, I need you to look at me!

Mentally I flailed my arms at him and sang folk songs to get his attention...I guess he isn't much of a mind reader. Damn...Okay, new plan.

With a sinister smile, I hurled a pepple at his mop of brown hair. My plan B.

The projectile hit dead on, and Kiba yelped in pain as he clutched the back of his head with his free hand, as the other one was wrapped around Hinata's waist.

Everyone paused in their steps, and he turned and glared directly at me. I really don't know how he knew it was me, I mean it could have been the racoon under the car beside us. Well, you never know.

"Kiba...are you okay?" Hinata asked in sweet voice as she stared worriedly at him.

He looked down at her, and with glance in my direction replied, "Yeah, just a headache...You know what, I have some tylenol in my car. I'm going to go get it."

The young girl's brow furrowed with concern. "I...I have some migrane relief in my room...maybe that would be better?"

He shook his head as he took a step back. "No. Uh, I have a ...a special type I take. Perscription medicene."

"But - "

"Hinata, It's fine. I'll be right back." He smiled at her, then looked at everyone else. "I'll meet you guys upstairs in a minute."

Everyone nodded and turned back to the school. Hinata glanced back at Kiba with her eyes wide with worry. He smiled softly at her and waited untill they all entered the building, then he turned on me with a snarl.

"What. Was. That. For."

"Well, Shikamaru knows, and I need to ambush him to, you know, get the point across. About keeping it a secret and all." I nodded at him. "And I need your muscle."

"As flattered as I am," he said sarcastically. "Shikamaru isn't the kind of guy to rat on you."

I sighed. "I know that. But just to be on the safe side...and for the fun of it. I get a kick out of seeing you people's reaction when I pull you into the closet with my threats." I said with a grin.

"That was only me." Kiba rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, and I want to see it again. So will you help me?" I hedged.

He grinned and nodded. "Yeah, but you owe me. Hinata has never asked me to come with her to her room. And her school is farther away! Do you know what I could have gotten away with." he groaned.

"Kiba, save that kind of talk for the REAL guys. Not a girl dressed as one." I replied while shaking my head in disapointment.

"Oops. Sorry, it's easy to forget."

"For you maybe."

I sighed as I followed Kiba back into the school building, plotting all the while ways to corner Shikamaru and take him into the closet of doom. Cruel as it was, I was excited to see his reaction at being dragged into a janitors closet...Maybe I should make Kiba wear a mask, just to add to the drama.

Evily rubbing my hands together, I took the lead ahead of my wary friend, and went for the hallway that accomidated my new torture room and Shikamaru's dorm.

All we had to do was get him out of his room and into the hallway. Then we bag his head, grab him, and throw him in! Simple.

...Eh, I'll make Kiba do it...I feel a bit on the lazy side. At least I have an excuse, I was pushed to my limits tonight. I deserve a little help.

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